Charlotte and Charlie just before the start My toes curl in, trying their best to avoid the wet. Squelch, squatch, splosh. What’s falling from the sky is an indeterminate mix of rain, sleet and snow - but it is very definitely some giant’s spilled slushie that I’m plodding through. Every time a vehicle drives by I jump to the side to avoid the worst of the splashback. I’m thankful to reach the quiet road leading to the trail but here the slush is so thick and fluid it feels like I’m trying to skitter across a lake. The trail itself is slightly better, but when I start up the climb I slip-slop-slide with every step. Why the heck am I out here? Several reasons: fresh air and outdoor running being preferable to the gym treadmill, getting in the last few days of mileage before the mid-March Salida trail marathon, where I will run 26.2 miles and climb 3800 feet. This sounds formidable - at least it did before my daughter signed up for the 24 hour RUFA (Running Up For Air) race in Ogden, Utah on February 27-28. Participants will do laps up Malan’s Peak: 3 miles up and 3 miles down, 2200 feet of elevation to ascend - and descend - with each lap. My daughter plans to run 5 laps (30 miles), and neither of us know what to expect. What will the mountain conditions be like? How long will it take? Will we stay up all night or grab a few hours of sleep? I also don’t know what to expect as I support her, but I do know that I’m stressed which is another reason I’m out here on this sloppy morning. I’ve watched videos to learn “how to crew for an ultra race.” I’ve checked in with Charlotte about the different foods she might want. I settle on some basics to bring: cinnamon rice cakes, a tub of peanut butter, gluten-free peanut butter and honey sandwiches, the entire bottle of honey, gluten-free pretzels, salty mini rice cakes, organic ginger ale - 2 boxes. Energy chews and bars, extra electrolyte mix. First aid: athletic tape, bandaids, pain reliever, Aquaphor. Sleeping bag, long coat (for keeping warm between laps). My shoes with spikes (for icy/snowpacked trail). Extra gloves, hats, rain shell, socks. A camp chair. And two headlamps, fully charged. This is just the stuff I’m bringing. She also has her own gear and food bag. I am hoping they’ll have a wagon or a donkey I can use to get all this stuff to the start area. RUFA got its start when ultrarunner Jared Campbell was training for the Barkley Marathons, an extremely demanding 100-miler held in Tennessee, where the start time is signaled by the race director lighting a cigarette, and participants end up climbing the equivalent elevation of Mt. Everest (29K feet), trail-find to navigate the course, and even rip pages from books planted randomly along the way. In the winter months, as Campbell ran up and down Grandeur Peak in Salt Lake City to prepare for the grueling Barkley, he was climbing up through the inversion layer of pollution to the warmer, clear air at the summit. Eventually these training runs led to the Run Up For Air series, to bring awareness and raise money for air quality. Charlotte’s start is 6pm on Friday. She’s running with her good friend Charlie, whose longest distance to date is a half marathon. Joining me in support crew duties is Charlie’s twin sister Shannon and her friend Amelia. Being night shift nurses in Reno they are perfect for this role. The winter here, just as in Colorado, has been unseasonably warm with very little snow. No worries about how to stay warm tonight, and the trail is mostly packed dirt/mud with a short icy section - not the usual snow-packed conditions. The trailhead area sitting right at the base of Malan’s Peak is bordered with tents housing tables and chairs, coolers with water and Gnarly electrolyte replacement, and a warming tent with chairs set up under heat lamps, and a full spread of food: chicken nuggets, fruit, hot broth and coffee, and various forms of sweet and salty carbs. The timing tent is situated right at the trail start, and runners are directed to check in and out with that tent for each lap. Golden sunset light settles around everyone. Kids, dogs, partners and friends surround the runners in the minutes before they take off. There are lots of smiles, upbeat banter, and the easy friendliness of everyone from runners to supporters to volunteers. The race director yells “GO!” and they are off! We watch the runners head up the trail, falling into a single-file line in the last light of the day. The first mile is rolling; it is miles two and three where they gain most of the 2200 feet in elevation. We plan to keep an eye on Charlotte and Charlie’s summit time to determine when to be back to greet them. Shannon and Amelia head off to grab a few supplies, and I head out for a brisk walk to warm up. As I move through the peaceful and dark neighborhood streets, I think about Charlotte, and wonder how it is going. How is that icy section where she’ll need her microspikes? Will the more technical parts of the trail be really difficult with just the headlamp? I’ll get my questions answered when they come in from their first lap. In the meantime, we are both moving forward under the starry sky.
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